[Verse 1]
Raised where the hills hold secrets close and deep,
Where family names were burdens more than sleep,
Gran's hands were warm, Grandma Lizzy held the line,
Two anchors in a river you were learning to divine,
Too young to name the thing that set you apart,
Just a child with a theater burning in his heart

[PreChorus]
The scales inside you weighed what you were told to be,
Against the truer version only you could finally see

[Chorus]
Bobby, you were written in a language all your own,
Every curtain call a doorway leading you back home,
The boy who learned to love himself through every scene and song,
Bobby, you were never lost — you always did belong

[Verse 2]
You loved someone the way the deep end loves the tide,
He found you, cracked you open, pulled the door aside,
And when the darkness took him in a way you can't forgive,
You carried all that grief and still chose hard to live,
That wound won't close the way the easy stories say,
But love that real leaves fingerprints that never fade away

[PreChorus]
The choir kids who circled you before you knew your name,
Were proof the universe was building you a frame

[Chorus]
Bobby, you were written in a language all your own,
Every curtain call a doorway leading you back home,
The boy who learned to love himself through every scene and song,
Bobby, you were never lost — you always did belong

[Verse 3]
You see both sides of every story, every face,
A Libra holding justice steady, holding space,
Your Taurus moon won't rush the healing — roots go slow,
And the Gemini in you needs every room to know,
That the man who walked through fire didn't come out less,
He came out honest, tender, whole — and nothing less

[PreChorus]
The stage was never just a place to disappear,
It was the only room that told you — you are worth being here

[Chorus]
Bobby, you were written in a language all your own,
Every curtain call a doorway leading you back home,
The boy who learned to love himself through every scene and song,
Bobby, you were never lost — you always did belong

[Bridge]
The stars above the Kentucky hills knew your name,
They mapped a soul too luminous to tame,
What you survived became the art, the gift, the gold,
The most important story you were born to tell and hold

[Outro]
Keep the lights up, let the curtain rise,
Every scar a lyric, every tear a reprise,
You are the show, Bobby — you are the song,
And you have always, always been enough all along